Charles Sangster

  • The Comet

    October, 1858
      ERRATIC Soul of some great Purpose, doomed
    To track the wild illimitable space,
    Till sure propitiation has been made
    For the divine commission unperformed!
    What was thy crime? Ahasuerus’ curse
    Were not more stern on earth than thine...

  • The Snows

        OVER the Snows 1
        Buoyantly goes
    The lumberers’ bark canoe:
        Lightly they sweep,
        Wilder each leap,
    Rending the white-caps through.
        Away! Away!
    With the speed of a startled deer,
        While the steersman true...